Begin Immortality By Slaying Demons Chapter 400

Chapter 400 Fight against the Baihong Demon Emperor

 “He doesn't seem to care about us.”

Miao Qinghui sighed, looked to the side, and smiled helplessly.

Tong Xinchuan mobilized his spiritual energy and poured it into the golden arrow of the demon. He also gave a rare chuckle: "It seems so."

crazy! All crazy!

Yu Chaoan glanced back and forth at the faces of the senior brothers and sisters. From his perspective, Jin Shen deliberately exposed the presence of several people, causing the Demon Emperor to react in advance. At worst, it was no different from deliberately trapping and killing them. .

These two people were not angry at all, but laughed.

  Absolutely outrageous.

Just when light appeared on the golden arrow in Tongxin Chuan's palm, the golden body of Dharma finally made a move. The dark golden dragon suddenly jumped out and touched his shoulder lightly with the tip of its tail.

 At this time, even Tong Xinchuan was a little confused.

Even if Shen Yi needs to win the Demon Emperor's trust, he won't have to trade the heads of several of his own people, right?

 He hesitated for a moment, and then put down the golden arrow.

 This subtle movement made even Miao Qinghui a little confused, not to mention Yu Chaoan.

Tong Xinchuan is known for his cruelty, and he can be said to be the one who is most unfamiliar with his master on Wutong Mountain. Before the Thousand Monster Cave incident, these fellow disciples even felt that even if they and others died in front of him, he would handle it in the most rational way. .

Even if the cruelty is disguised, is it true that he is inherently suspicious?

How can a person like him put his life in the hands of others?

 Tongxin Chuan put away the golden arrow and looked forward silently.

 The bright red robe he once wore represented his unparalleled pride.

Array masters like them are far smarter than other reckless monks.

 Correspondingly, if Shen Yi can surpass himself in formation attainments, he must have a smarter mind and be more thorough in his work.

When you don't understand something, you might as well think about whether it's your own problem.

 Reflection! Reflect again!

Looking at the ferocious white horse standing far away in the sky, Tong Xinchuan's face twitched slightly. He had reflected on it many times, but still couldn't figure out what the problem was.

 If you think about it any longer, your life will be lost.

“Senior brother, I always thought your calmness was just an act. I didn't expect you to be so stable when I saw the Baihong Demon Emperor...” Yu Chaoan apologized to Tong Xinchuan in shame.

“Stop holding it back, tell me quickly. It's up to you to decide what to do now.”

"I."

 Tong Xinchuan cleared his throat.

With his cultivation in the later stage of becoming a god, he can better appreciate the majestic oppression of that white horse.

 Even more powerful than the rumors say!

 “Why...why you guys...”

At the other end of the sky, the originally handsome white horse now had a hideous gap in its body, extending from its head to its tail.

 The scarlet flesh and blood and the swollen internal organs were unable to heal under the covering of the thunder plasma.

  But compared to these wounds.

 The more terrifying place is the top of its head.

I saw it pressing a huge red pill into the skull. Dense bloodshot threads protruded from the skull, and accumulated rotten flesh grew together with the red pill.

All the blood in his body was rushing towards the red core.

The Baihong Demon Emperor seemed to be very sad and angry: "Where is Mr. Nie? Why are you here?"

 It doesn't understand.

Since the escape many years ago, it has been studying Nie Jun. In addition to his methods, he also included the other party's behavior.

 However, the other party's methods have made a qualitative leap.

That's all. After all, it's acceptable for the geniuses among human monks to change with each passing day.

 But how can character go wrong?

How could that killer let him go so easily once he took action?

 After killing the lion, he will definitely come over to finish it off.

 For this reason, the Baihong Demon Emperor did not rush back to the Thousand Demons Cave. It was waiting for a once-in-lifetime opportunity.

 Everyone feels seriously injured.

 What's more, the conceited Mr. Nie.

When the other party relaxes its vigilance, it will use its ten thousand years of life to resolve the knot of heart that has formed over the years.

but…

“Why are you here! Even you losers dare to covet the emperor's life?!”

The Baihong Demon King let out a long hiss, which he didn't understand very well. It was clearly trying to make the people of the world remember the horror of the Thousand Demon Cave again.

 Even it itself has been so underestimated.

“It doesn't seem to think highly of us.” Yu Chaoan's mouth felt dry as he hissed, “It also calls you trash.”

"Is not it?"

Tongxinchuan's expression remains unchanged. Whether he is good or bad depends on who he compares to. In front of this white horse, there are few people in the world who can straighten their backs and speak.

 “Then what are you waiting for? Shoot it!” Yu Chaoan pinched the spell, summoned several golden armored warriors, and was ready to run away.

“Huh.” Tong Xinchuan looked at the golden statue standing quietly below, her palms trembled slightly, and finally she glanced at the sky.

If he can't come up with an explanation anymore, he really can't hold it in any longer.

 In the vast white sky, alternating purple and white rainbows spanned both ends.

 There seemed to be a flickering figure inside.

 There is only one god.

The looming figure appeared quietly on the scene.

 The moment she saw the black robe with gold patterns, Miao Qinghui breathed a sigh of relief instinctively.

 The opposite of her is childlike innocence.

After seeing Shen Yi dressed like this, instead of the lion he had guessed, he was stunned for a moment. Didn't the other party want to win the Demon King's trust?

　　What kind of strategy is this?

 “So it was you who gave them confidence?”

The Baihong Demon Emperor was silent for a moment, and then suddenly burst into laughter: "I know who you are, and what kind of formation are you setting up? Do you think I, like Golden Wings, can be trapped by your formation?"

Hearing this, Tong Xinchuan's face darkened slightly. As an array mage, he knows how difficult it is for the enemy to find out the information in advance.

Sure enough, Bai Hong looked around indifferently, his black eyes flickering.

 After a moment, it looked confused.

 It did not notice the existence of any formation.

Shen Yi glanced at Bai Hong, her eyes focused on the red pill on his forehead.

 Then he waved slightly.

 With this subtle movement, the spiritual energy in the sky suddenly became restless.

 Everywhere you can see with the naked eye begins to distort.

 In a few breaths, the sky turned into a fierce scarlet color, as if a scroll was slowly unfolding.

Roar! Roar! Roar!

The roar of a powerful beast, like a bell and a bell, completely resounded, deafening and frightening.

Nine pairs of terrifying eyes look down at the earth, like the awakening of an ancient evil.

 The momentum is soaring and extremely evil.

While the huge and domineering monster body rolled around, the scarlet blood wave on the futon transformed into a human form and sat upright, enlightening the world.

"What are you looking for?"

 Shen Yi lowered her eyes and looked at Bai Hong, then slowly opened her palms.

The white horse trampled its hooves restlessly and looked toward the sky in anger.

 “Is this the Dao Palace?”

Miao Qinghui raised her head in astonishment, the mysterious tower in her hand trembling slightly.

"probably."

Yu Chaoan swallowed. He had only seen the Zixiao God Thunder Sword Palace. Maybe this kind of Taoist palace with soaring demonic aura is also normal?

But just looking at the Demon Palace that stretches for three hundred feet, it is obvious that it is not inferior to Senior Brother Nie.

This is the Shen Yi I saw last time in Thousand Monster Cave?

 Tong Xinchuan clenched his hands, it turned out that the other party was not a formation mage... In front of this terrifying Taoist palace, the formation method last time might have been just a trick that Shen Yi learned casually.

At this moment, they suddenly heard a roar.

Hai Ma stared blankly at Shen Yi's palm. In his palm, the black stream of light gradually turned into a strange-looking ghost-tail gun.

 “You...you have killed the lion?”

It subconsciously asked, but did not receive any reply. The Baihong Demon Emperor suddenly noticed something familiar in the calm eyes of the black-robed young man.

 When he killed the Thousand-Legged Demon King, the lion's golden eyes were also as calm as ever.

 The two faces slowly overlapped in Hakuba's mind.

 Finally, it turned into a shrill roar: "It's you! It's you! It's all you!"

 Listen to the noise in my ears.

Shen Yi's expression remained as usual, and the Youwei Spear in his palm soared straight up.

 As the figure on the futon raised his hand.

The nine-headed fairy demons all opened their mouths and spurted out a long river of plasma, all gathering together with the Youwei spears.

 The first form of Taoism.

Thousands of demons worship.

The Youtail Spear slowly lowered its edge and pointed at the Baihong Demon King.

The ferocious white horse's ears suddenly heard a rich voice.

“When you see me, why don't you worship me?”

  As if the pressure from his bloodline forced him to kneel down.

It looked around in fear, only to find that it seemed that only it could hear the sound.

 “You are pretending to be a ghost, and you will die for me!”

In that extreme fear, Bai Hong suddenly ran towards the figure in the sky.

It spent many years of research before finding a way to use this treasure pill left behind by the Nanyang Sect with the demon body.

It was originally reserved for Nie Jun. Even if the opponent can execute the sixth sword, he will inevitably die.

With the help of this precious elixir, it doesn't believe that this lion can make big waves.

 In an instant.

The ghost tail gun filled with the power of the blood sea monster burst out!

 The whole sky was collapsing downwards, and it was so heavy that it was impossible to breathe.

 The tip of the spear pierced the red pill on the white horse's forehead.

Bai Hong's powerful demon power, as well as the blood energy transformed by Shou Yuan, all burst out!

However, in front of the mighty river of blood and the slowly falling gloomy red curtain in the sky, it seemed as if a stream was flowing into the ocean, and the rocks were as tall as the mountains.

  All the spiritual energy in the five internal organs within 3,300 miles was drained.

Suddenly there were fine cracks on the red pill, and the tip of the spear sank into Bai Hong's head inch by inch.

　　The demonic body that was charging so arrogantly was firmly pressed back to the ground.

The front knees of the white horse were shattered, and the two legs were bent uncontrollably. The whole body was kneeling on the ground, penetrated from head to tail by the ghost tail gun, and nailed to the ground.

It lowered its head, and the mist in its black eyes dispersed with the wind, leaving only deep eye sockets.

Shen Yi stretched out his palm, and the ghost tail gun turned into a stream of light, and returned with the white horse corpse, and dropped it into the storage bag together.

Mrs. Qinghua glanced at the monks lightly.

 The moment the master turned into a purple and white rainbow and left, he also turned into a dark golden stream of light and followed.

　　Mumbling about some strategy or formation there.

 It's just asking you not to move. It's not that complicated. These monks are really weird.

 (End of this chapter)

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